Saturday, January 19, 2008

 

Continue story (I copy and paste from internet) - Chapter 43 - 'SAVE ME'

CHAPTER 43

That was the question, how. There was no way Weasley figured it out, Draco thought. It was impossible, a genius wouldn't be able to figure it out, nevermind Ronald Weasley. There were species of kelp out there with more brains than Weasley. No, there was only two ways Ron discovered this fact. Either Ron had over heard Draco talking to himself, which that was unlikely, seeing as he would have also overheard the bit about it being Draco's mission to kill Harry Potter, or, Neville had told him. Draco sighed.

"He told you, didn't he?"Draco asked raising a blond eyebrow. Ron nodded. Draco sighed.

"You know, I didn't think- you of all people,"Ron said. Draco glared at him.

"Don't tell anyone,"Draco stated. Ron frowned.

"Why not? Don't like credit for the few good things you do?"Ron asked.

"Do you know what the order would do if they found out an x deatheater went back in time? They'd be questioning me for hours and might even kick me out,"Draco stated. Ron frowned.

"Didn't think of that,"Ron said. Draco stood frozen.

"Who else knows?"Draco demanded. He was going to kill Neville. He really, really was.

"Harry and 'Mione,"Ron said.

"Who?"

"Hermione?"said Ron.

"Oh."Draco said confused by the strange pet name, it seemed as if Ron fancied Granger. Draco groaned. Now the whole potty squad knew he had saved Neville. He was going to kill Longbottom. Slowly. What part of secret between friends didn't he understand?

"Um I have to go kill someone,"Draco said and not offering any more explanation to the now dumbfounded Ron, Draco stormed out of the room in search for Neville.

Draco stormed through the house like an over grown blonde bat, his black cloak billowing behind him, a scowl on his face that would make even the most brave of men run in fear, not however Neville Longbottom. Draco finally spotted him, sitting with Harry Potter, they seemed to be having a serious conversation. Draco walked in and gave Neville his most darkest, meanest scowl, a look that would send chills down others backs. Neville merely grinned up at him. Draco clenched his teeth.

"Scram Potter, I need to talk to Nev-Longbottom alone,"Draco said, cursing himself for almost calling him by his first name. Harry raised an eyebrow. "Alright,"Harry said unsurely before leaving, his forest green eyes darting back at the two, why did he feel like leaving Neville to be alone with Malfoy was like a death sentence?

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